Damon dropped Adira hand the second they stepped from the circle, darting toward the door of the bar they had landed in front of before he was yanked back. He spun on the spot with a snarl, glaring at his best friend before getting a grip on himself.

"We need a plan, Damon. You can't just go dashing off every-time" Moni said, keeping a firm hold on his arm when he started to turn towards the door "she could be dangerous, we need to prepare" she said, her eyes snapping to rose when she heard her scoff "the report said she was holding them hostage" she snapped.

"Whatever, there's nothing...